This was around 30mg (according to my crappy scale), smoked from a makeshift bong. 10:00 AM

At the very outset, the plastic magic rapidly envelopes me, and already before I lay down the pipe, I feel how my mind is being tweaked along some odd paraboloid curve, and nonsensical "psilocybian" word-formations spontaneously break into my consciousness - as in the height of mushroom trip. But this stage is very soon over, and then a clearly delineated vision developes behind my closed eyes. It seems to me absolutely identical with the vision I was having a week ago, when I "test drove" ~20mg. It is abstract, and somehow organic, and dark. It feels as if I was inside a plant or an animal, or in a dark damp attic. There is a strong light coming from upper right side. I feel pressure in my head, that seems to build for a while, and then vanishes. There might have been even some little otherwordly noise associated with the pressure, but I can't really say, I lost it.

I am now feeling my thinking acutely and somehow the juxtaposition of my thoughts (my ego) and the vision strikes me as odd, even banal, like my mental chattering was totally inappropriate and shouldn't be there.. "I wonder how much I managed to ingest" "This does not look like hyperspace" "Should I open my eyes" and so on... I can hear the cat making sounds in the living room, so I am totally "here", while at the same time the closed-eye-vision remains. It has certain steadiness, so I try to concentrate on it. There is no psychedelic eye-candy in what I am seeing. There is this light at the right side (direction of the windows in my room), and directly "facing" me is what looks like a jumble of random stuff, like some collection of things in a corner of some dark attic. I stare at it. Curiously, I cannot bring to mind at all what it looked like, I have just a vague impression of something "tubular", "organic" - yet not "organic" in the usual manner... But I think that as I was looking at it, there was some kind of small movement, I don't know, that for a moment it felt like it was somehow sentient, trying to give me a signal... A feeling of disappointment, that I took too little, that this journey did not make it very far.

At last the vision fades and transforms into a very scaled-down version of a beautiful light-show, the gentle decorative fireworks that I always see during the last stages of tryptamine-trips. But since I took so little, it is very very small and dissolving really fast, the gorgeous surfaces opening and closing and diamond showers and rainbows... And accompanying this, the subtle energies moving around and inside me, wisps of ethereal forces gliding and touching me. Just a small sample of what could be, and it's gone.

And it's back to the baseline. I'm slightly dizzy, some raspiness in lungs, feeling psychically refreshed but a bit regretful that it was over so soon and hoping to have courage to explore deeper next time.